Science has succeeded to poetry, no less in the little walks of children than with men. Is there no possibility of averting this sore evil?

Why are we never quite at ease in the presence of a schoolmaster? Because we are conscious that he is not quite at his ease in ours. He is awkward, and out of place in the society of his equals. He comes like Gulliver from among his little people, and he cannot fit the stature of his understanding to yours.

The trumpet does not more stun you by its loudness, than a whisper teases you by its provoking inaudibility.

I am determined that my children shall be brought up in their father's religion, if they can find out what it is.

I have been trying all my life to like Scotchmen, and am obliged to desist from the experiment in despair.

Nothing puzzles me more than time and space; and yet nothing troubles me less, as I never think about them.

How sickness enlarges the dimension of a man’s self to himself!